How my heart hurts for the lost of my Phat PS3; and how my heart rejoice for my new Slim PS3.
Oh dear Phat PS3, I will always remember the hours and hours of gameplay I spent with you. I still remember the day we first met; it wasn't easy, but we pulled through.
Dear, o' dearest sweet Phat PS3, I also remember the day I let you go. You hit my knee with your Phat exterior, causing a bruise to my knee. But I forgive dear for my hands were slippery.
Oh the dreaded day came when I was too careless, too selfish. On your most vulnerable time I exposed you to danger, and it was never the same again. I needed to redeem myself. You do not deserve me for your HDMI port was fried. You are no longer HD!
But time has passed and we gotta move on, I'm letting you go for Slim PS3. It's a guy thing, you wouldn't understand. Don't get me wrong though, I'm sure you'll find someone else one day. When that day comes, I hope you'll have memorable times with the new special one.
To my ol' Phat PS3 with great sentimental value.
